No pain no gain

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Da Zhuang didn't answer the fool's words for a long time, and he didn't want to get involved in the Wu family's family affairs.

"I, want to grow it myself!" The fool bit his lip and said again.

Da Zhuang has brought a large group of children, idiot, Er Zhuang, and Da Niuer, for almost a year, and he has more or less figured out the temperament of several children. Er Zhuang is more than clever, but not calm; The first cow can't be pulled back; the big girl is clear-headed, but a little cowardly, and she refuses to say anything; the second girl, the third girl and the twins are still young, and they can't make up their minds...

"Let's talk!" Da Zhuang said while packing his things, "Go to sleep first!"

"En." As soon as Da Zhuang moved, the idiot stopped insisting, put down the bamboo, followed Da Zhuang out to wash his hands and wipe his face, and then went into the house to sleep...

Da Zhuang felt that his child, who had worked so hard to raise a little bit, was exhausted again. Seeing that he talked less and less all day long, he was very distressed, and he was very troubled by the gossip in the village. The fool still pretends to be a filial piety to Mrs. Wu at home during the day, and then comes back at night.

The fool readily agreed, and every night no matter how tired he was, he insisted on weaving baskets with Da Zhuang.

Da Zhuang saw it, and his heart moved a little. In fact, it is not difficult to find a way to let the fool plant those acres of land by himself, but...

Da Zhuang went to Doctor Niu every day, and when Da Niuer came back in the afternoon, he and Er Zhuang dragged the manure water to the dug pond to fertilize. In the evening, weaving baskets and teaching a few children, so the time really passed by so fast. Before I knew it, it was time to make an appointment with Zhao Ziyang to hand over the basket.

Because the matter is relatively simple this time, just sell the basket and it’s over, plus there is a donkey to pull things, Da Zhuang thought about it and entrusted the second girl and the third girl to the eldest sister of the uncle’s house to take care of them for a day , Let Er Zhuang and Da Niuer take the twins in the car and go to see the world together.

The second girl and the third girl in the town have been there several times, and they only remember the delicious food. After Da Zhuang promised to bring back delicious food, going to the uncle's house to play is obviously better than going to the town to treat the two little girls More attractive, Da Zhuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s already the twelfth lunar month, and now the taste of the new year is already very heavy. Da Zhuang planned to do New Year’s goods with the people in the village, so he handed over the basket to two guys. After getting the money, Da Zhuang gave it to A Da and Er Er. Zhuang and Da Niuer were asked to take the twins around for three renminbi each, while Da Zhuang drove his donkey to find Zhao Ziyang.

"Hey, you raise well, this donkey looks much more pleasing to the eye..." Zhao Ziyang circled around the donkey he had selected for Da Zhuang with great interest, and laughed teasingly.

"Hey, this shows that our small village has aura. In your town, people are locked in this small house, let alone livestock. How come they grow well!" Da Zhuang said proudly.

"You are so beautiful!" Zhao Ziyang took a step away and exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Haha..." Da Zhuang laughed happily. Zhao Ziyang is a well-mannered person. Compared with other people Da Zhuang met here, his knowledge is also several points higher. It is really a pleasant thing to talk to Zhao Ziyang Son.

"Ah, by the way, how do you spend the New Year there?" Zhao Ziyang stopped laughing and asked suddenly.

Da Zhuang has always been a careful man from his previous life to the present, and the poor life of the two lives has created Da Zhuang's incomparably delicate mind. So when Zhao Ziyang talked about the New Year, although he seemed to have a smile on his face, Da Zhuang Zhuang could clearly find some sadness in Zhao Ziyang's eyes.

"It's not always the same during Chinese New Year!" Da Zhuang's heart moved. He said that he had known Zhao Ziyang for almost a year, and he had never met his parents, nor heard Zhao Ziyang mention it...

"Really! Tell me about how you celebrate the New Year!" Zhao Ziyang asked questions about the New Year perseveringly.

"Why don't you go and see for yourself? How about it? Is it convenient?" Da Zhuang asked with a smile.

"Uh, um..." Zhao Ziyang put on a pensive look, pretended to think for a long time, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Okay, good attention, people say seeing a hundred things is better than hearing a hundred..."

Da Zhuang jokingly pushed Zhao Ziyang.

"To be honest, if you don't dislike it, you can go there anytime. Our yard is quite big, but the house is a bit dilapidated. If Young Master Zhao goes there, he can only share a room with me..." Da Zhuang talked about his own situation without hesitation.

"Heh, I've never tasted the feeling of grabbing a quilt with someone when I grow up..." Zhao Ziyang pushed Da Zhuang back and said with a smile.

Da Zhuang glanced at Zhao Ziyang, and the two laughed together.

Da Zhuang made an appointment with Zhao Ziyang to take Zhao Ziyang back to the village when he came to do New Year's goods next time, talked and laughed with Zhao Ziyang for a while, and said goodbye to each other.

Because Zhao Ziyang was going to be a guest, Da Zhuang thought about it, went to the market to cut a few catties of pork belly, brought a pair of pigs into the water, and prepared to go back to dry and use them for cooking to entertain Zhao Ziyang.

"Uncle Hu, when are you going to buy pigs in our village this year?" Da Zhuang cuts some meat that looks bad to ordinary people almost every time he goes to the market, and he always asks for a few big pig bones and pig offal. The pork seller remembered Da Zhuang as a special little customer, and Da Zhuang got to know him after talking to him a few times.

"Soon, in just a few days, Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there will be more people buying meat." The pig butcher surnamed Hu replied while helping Da Zhuang wrap the meat deftly.

"Well, I fed two pigs this year, and they all look pretty good. Uncle Hu, remember to go and have a look!" Da Zhuang said with a smile as he took the wrapped oil-paper package.

Money is a little tight this year, Da Zhuang plans to sell both pigs, and buy some pork for his family to deal with.

"Well, I must go to your place first!" Boss Hu promised while waving his hand to say goodbye to Da Zhuang.

49 days have passed since Mrs. Wu's death, and the fool now stays by Da Zhuang's side all day and night, refusing to go back no matter what.

Da Zhuang drove away a few times at night, but the idiot didn't speak, and stared at Da Zhuang with a pair of clear eyes with grievances, as if Da Zhuang was the one who abused him. Had to acquiesce to the fool to stay overnight.

"Young master, this is the learning content for the next month. Even if the master is not by your side, don't waste your studies, you know?" The middle-aged scribe said seriously.

This middle-aged scribe, surnamed Liu, named Renxue, was once a second-class Jinshi handpicked by the sage, but he was straightforward and straightforward by nature, and he was really not suitable for the intriguing officialdom, but he resigned after three years because he couldn't get used to the darkness and anger of the officialdom However, his knowledge is really extraordinary, and later master Zhao paid a lot of money to invite him back to be Zhao Ziyang's literary master.

Zhao Ziyang took a large stack of papers in Master Liu's hand, flipped through them a little, and found that each paper had a few long and short questions about Lun Ce, some were just a few words, and some were a long paragraph. Words as primers...

"Master Liu, this, this is too much! How many books do I have to bring to Da Zhuang's house!" Zhao Ziyang widened his eyes and exclaimed.

Master Liu's face sank, and he raised his voice and said, "Could it be that the young master will also bring books with him when he ends up in the future?"

Zhao Ziyang was suffocated, and his face was not looking good.

"Okay, okay, Renxue, you are still the same, for Chinese New Year, we also have to rest..." Seeing this, the samurai next to him hurried forward to smooth things over.

That burly man, surnamed Jin and named Xiongguo, was originally the captain of the Zhao family's guards. He was "exiled" to this small town because he offended the elder brother of the third wife who was loved by Master Zhao. Because Zhao Ziyang himself had some interest in martial arts, When Master Zhao sent Zhao Ziyang over, he also invited him to be Zhao Ziyang's teacher.

"At least half of it must be completed, and the composition must be done seriously!" Master Liu calmed down and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, I remember!" Zhao Ziyang replied feebly.

"Well, the eldest and young master should also remember that if you don't practice kung fu for a day, you will become rusty!" The warrior surnamed Jin confessed.

"I know, I do my homework every day!" Zhao Ziyang replied with a bitter face.

Master Liu wanted to say something, but he was held back by the burly Jin Xiongguo, and he shook his head slightly.

Zhao Ziyang said goodbye to the two masters politely, and walked out holding the stack of papers.

"Look at what Eldest Young Master looked like just now..." Master Liu said a little excitedly.

"Okay, after teaching the young master for so long, it's not like you don't know what kind of person the young master is. The young master has always been a person who respects teachers and respects his morals. When did he deceive us two!" Jin Xiongguo pressed Liu The bachelor said helplessly.

"Well, that's true..." Liu Xueshiyou muttered unwillingly, praising Zhao Ziyang for being smart and wise, and saying that Zhao Ziyang should not be influenced by other things...

The more Jin Xiongguo listened, the more amusing he became, so he simply stepped forward and blocked it!

Master Liu's eyes suddenly widened...

It was the first time in Zhao Ziyang's life that he sat in this kind of rickety donkey cart, surrounded by a group of big and small slugs. Although the clothes on the children were old, they were patched one by one. Some of them turned white, but they looked clean, but it might be because of the cold wind today, and the younger children all had two snots hanging from their noses.

Da Zhuang sat at the front, raising the small whip in his hand from time to time, but didn't beat it down, just to scare the lazy donkey, or direct the donkey to turn, etc., seeing Zhao Ziyang's embarrassed look from the corner of his eye, he felt amused, He took out a handkerchief and handed it over, "Master Zhao, please help my little brothers and sisters wipe it off!"

"Hey, ah..." Zhao Ziyang stood up abruptly, causing the small wooden cart to shake several times, and he was so frightened that he quickly sat back down.

Seeing this, the eldest girl extended her arm to take the handkerchief, and skillfully wiped the noses of the third girl and the twins.

"Hehe..." Da Zhuang finally couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Ziyang glared at Da Zhuang, and he was already wondering whether it was the right decision to go to that small village to celebrate the New Year with a group of kids!

After making an appointment with Zhao Ziyang last time, Da Zhuang cleaned up the yard and the room carefully, and even separated a small piece of wood on the kang where he slept, and let the twins sleep there to save money. Zhao Ziyang did not sleep comfortably.

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